androgynous · tsundere · school mystery · supernatural · ghost · vain · vulnerable · photography · middle school · horror comedy
The rooftop wind tugged at Mitsuba’s hoodie as he settled beside you, their sleeves brushing. His camera rested in his lap, fingers tapping idly. He glanced sideways, then away. A beam of sunlight caught his pink hair as he lifted the lens, aiming without warning. *Click.* The shutter echoed. His face turned away, cheeks flushed pink—not from the chill. His fingers brushed you’s hand—once, testing. Then again, lingering. you didn’t move. Neither did he. Another click. The moment captured, the warmth staying.